Today I logged out of the day job, into the art laptop, and four hours later, I started typing this sentence. I don’t, usually, work an additional half day after work. But today I was waiting on an HVAC tech to let me know when he was going to be able to fit us into… Read More Working
My brain squirrels are more than a little off track. To be fair to them, they aren’t exactly trained trick squirrels. More like skittish things that keep burying nuts all over and then can’t find them again and where was I going through this forest, anyway? My focus is shot. I mean, I’m routinely doing… Read More Easy Breezy
Lately I’ve been feeling like I’m getting dumber in my old age. My mind is slipping. Maybe it’s just where I’m at today. Maybe it’s hormones. Maybe I can’t think clearly of a Monday and it’s just that. I do know that I have been feeling like I can’t get as much done as I… Read More Feeling Dumb
I’ve moved the site to a new host, for a number of reasons. In the process of migration – which I had done for me, so much easier than managing it myself! I’ve migrated the site on my own twice, and it was a lengthy and painful process every time, because I don’t know what… Read More New Host
Part of the difficulty in a long-running blog… ok, there are a lot of difficulties. Those of you who’ve been around for a while know the last couple of years I’ve been erratic at best with posting. This coming year looks to be much more, shall we say, predictable? I can’t, actually, predict a calm… Read More Monday!
I’ve been fascinated with bonsai for as long as I can remember, along with my affection for orchids, and horticulture in general. Unlike the orchids (looking around at my office window at my happy plants there) I’ve never been able to keep a bonsai alive. Too scattered, insufficient time, and too many moves where there… Read More Bonsai of the Soul
New keyboard test. This thing is super slimline with very low-profile keys. Much like both the laptop keyboards I’ve been working on for the last, er, year or two. So yeah, this is going to work much better than the deep keys of the backup keyboard I was trying out the other day. Muscle memory… Read More Purple Keys
It’s been a morning. My son woke up late and asked for a ride to work. By the time I’d dressed and thought it through I realized that going home again made no sense. Drop him off. Get gas in the car. Buy breakfast and coffee and resist the urge for doughnuts. One of the… Read More Is it Friday?
This is by my friend and fellow author Leo Champion. Stories from Lower Manhattan These were written originally in May 2021 as emails to a couple of friends (the first two in a misguided attempt to encourage liberty advocate Ooana Trien, the second two to my managing editor Peggey Rowland just to get the words… Read More Remembrance Day: Twenty Years Later
I’ve started writing again. Fiction, that is. You’ve seen my output of non-fiction if you follow this blog. Of course, I say this and it sounds impressive and then I will tell you that the first day, I did 6 words. The second day I managed 61. It’s not about the count, it’s the discipline,… Read More Derailed
I’m thinking of it like bowling. I keep setting them up, life keeps rolling in and knocking them down again. But I think I’m to the point where the ball has stopped ricocheting (heh – pinball, or bowling? You decide!) enough for me to set up a few things I’d like to do again. So… Read More Setting Goals, Knocking them Down
I have not, in fact, got any spoons. I’m not just speaking in the mental health metaphorical roundabout lack-of-energy way. We have two, I think, maybe three, spoons. The rest of them? Somewhere in a box. Probably a couple of hours from my present location. Hopefully, in a box that will get here on… Read More Out of Spoons